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			<title>Why?</title>
			<description>I gave this to the boy I liked, hoping it would bring us together. It did, but only for a month.</description>
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			<title>This Is Now</title>
			<description>it's actually a song, but i can't play the guitar, so there's no music for it. =/</description>
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			<title>Up North</title>
			<description>a poem that describes what used to be one of my favorite places in the world.
until my grandpa died, &amp;amp; i had to read it at his funeral. :(</description>
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